LIGHTNOVELWORLD Marvel World New Magneto
102 The Widow's Dilemma
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Dispelling the biggest cloud in his heart, Eric left the academy, and now he wants to get in touch with Jimmy.
Although Hank is resident on Capitol Hill, through his girlfriend Yuriko who stayed in the studio, Eric got the address of Mariano's house, and after searching all the way, he found his home in a dilapidated neighborhood in the northern suburbs of New York. It was Fat Nick who opened the door.
"Hello, Eric." Nick looked at the surprised visitor, guessed what he was thinking, and laughed.
"Didn't expect that." Nick Reins gave up his seat and invited the guests in. "Mariano's my wife's brother, so I'm here a lot, but I guess you're not here for him--Jimmy?"
The surprise passed quickly, and Eric nodded: "Yes, we met last time in the square."
"I haven't thanked you for saving my son, thank you Eric." Nick gratefully hugged Eric, who almost lost his life for his son that day.
son?
What Eric was about to say suddenly stopped, he looked at Nick carefully again, and then asked, "Is Jimmy your son?"
"Of course." Nick said proudly. "We look alike, don't we?"
Eric looked at Nick, but he couldn't see how that handsome boy resembled him, so he was perfunctory and got straight to the point.
"I found Jimmy's ability awakened in the square, so I came to see him and asked him if he would like to join the academy."
This is good news.
Nick is having a headache because his son Jimmy is a precocious boy, and as a mutant son, he has always been more sensitive and autistic.Now I have awakened my ability again, and I have been refusing to go out for the past few days.He didn't even want to go to school. From his point of view, it was obvious that his son had become more alienated from the general population after the mutation. Of course, he wished for the opportunity to join Xavier College now.
He immediately expressed that he was very happy, but he had to discuss with his son about the specifics.
The good father called out Jimmy, and put his son and Eric face-to-face.
After his father left, Jimmy greeted Eric to sit down like an adult and poured him a drink.
"Are you here to kill me, Mr. Eric?" Jimmy asked calmly while pouring coffee.
"Thank you. The coffee is very fragrant." Eric sniffed the warm and mellow aroma in the cup, and then asked. "Why do you ask?"
"I know my powers can disarm mutants. I've tried it on Papa and Mariano. You haven't looked back since you saved me the other day. Guess you'll think I'm a threat. Now see Now that you're here, I'm even more sure of that."
"The feeling is very sharp." Eric praised him lightly. "Two hours ago I was contemplating whether to do this, and now I want you to join the Academy."
"Why?" Jimmy froze for a moment.I want to take the cup back. "Why not? My uncle is a mutant, and so is my dad, and I don't want to do them any harm."
"Don't be so conceited, Jimmy." Eric smiled and handed the cup back to the boy. "Now we are going to protect you. If you don't want to cause harm to others, let yourself grow up as soon as possible."
talking.He made the nearby metal objects fly into the air one by one.Flying past the boy's eyes, Jimmy looked at Eric who was a foot away from him.The light of hope suddenly burned in the eyes again.
***
When Eric convinces Jimmy, a funeral is taking place in the Air Force Garrison community in West New York.
It is said that it is a funeral, but it is not the deceased who is buried, and the cemetery is only the lawn of a house in the community.
This is because what is going to be buried is the ghost armor that has been making a fuss some time ago, and the flying weapon that the former male owner of the house, Pocky Curtis Air Force Captain, tried last before his death.
Originally, the armor had already arrived at the military research institute, but after repeated inspections, no reason was found. The scientists concluded that the armor was manipulated by external forces, and there were no crazy murderous ghosts. Serious weapon remains were disposed of as scrap steel by exasperated scientists.
The Exploration and Aerospace Corporation once tried to get it back, but the company avoided the responsibility for this incident, so there was no point in asking for it, not to mention that there was only a skeleton left of the wreckage, and it was meaningless to take it back.So after several twists and turns, it came into the hands of Mrs. Curtis, and now Ms. Shirley Pandora Curtis decided to bury it to comfort her deceased husband. Because the Air Force Cemetery refused to accept the request for burial, and with the hope of her daughter Angel, With the consent of the neighbors in the community, this ghost armor will be placed on the lawn of Curtis's home, covered with a glass cover, so that the poor mother and daughter can see its existence every day for the sake of their hearts. peaceful.
It was a cloudy day, and Curtis's neighbors and friends came to his yard in formal attire to attend the pilot's second funeral. His friendliness, how active and enthusiastic he was in the community, and then relatives and friends also spoke one by one about his touching deeds during his lifetime, how memorable it is.
All this is a process, only the mother and daughter present are really sad, but the people below are whispering.
"It's a crazy idea, if you ask me," a woman in her 50s whispers to her partner. "Pocky is obviously dead, yet another funeral will be held for him, and the robot will be repaired and painted with money. Shirley really thinks it was manipulated by her husband's undead?"
"Anyway, I don't believe it." The old woman's companion was much younger than her, but she had a sour face at such a young age. "Maybe she wants to take this opportunity to ask for a large amount of compensation from Exploration Aerospace, otherwise why spend money on burying the dead. I would say that spending money on a good lawyer is the most important thing. They are much more capable than robots."
"It's not impossible. Shirley is not very old. Many people like to play tricks on rich widows. In my opinion, she may have wanted to remarry a long time ago." Another woman also interjected, and their voices gradually changed. big.It wasn't until the pastor gave a hint that he stopped talking.
In this dull atmosphere, a strange man walked in.Quietly standing at the end of the crowd, staring at the mother and daughter next to the pastor, resisting the urge to go there.
After the pastor’s speech was over, the armor covered with the national flag was placed in a one-foot-deep concrete pit. Curtis’s two former comrades-in-arms folded the national flag into the specified shape according to the procedure, handed it to Shirley, and then put the glass cover on it. Go up, and the ceremony is over.
As the neighbors and friends left one after another, the light rain finally fell, and now there were only the strange man and the mother and daughter of the Curtis family.
"Madam. Please forgive me." The man walked into the courtyard of Curtis's house, and expressed his condolences to Shirley's mother and daughter in an indescribably sad tone.
"Thank you, who are you?" Shirley wiped the corners of her eyes and thanked him politely. She had never seen anyone before. This gentleman looked like he had just turned 20 years old, and he looked like a college student.Will he meet his pilot husband?
"I have had several encounters with... this gentleman." The man vaguely called the host, and then mentioned a few small things. Shirley vaguely remembered that these things were mentioned by her husband before his death, so she put it down. Be wary and talk to someone.
"After he passed away, can you maintain your life?" the man asked.
Shirley touched her daughter in her arms and smiled bitterly: "I don't know what to say. Our lives have been completely disrupted."
Thousands of fluff.Shirley really didn't want to bring up these distressing things again, especially in front of a young man who could be said to have never known each other.
"You can tell me something. I sincerely hope to give you some help." The man's attitude was extremely sincere, and his tone was almost begging. For some reason, Shirley was moved by him and told him something about herself. thing.
"...the second time his superior knocked on the door, he brought us a check for $1 and $[-] in funeral expenses, including our clothes for the funeral. In the early [-]s. We don’t have a lot of savings, except for the college tuition that Shirley has been saving. This money is difficult to maintain. I have been relying on Pocky to support the family. Now that he is gone, I have to take care of myself and Angel , but I've never worked, and I don't know what to do now."
"Is there no other help for the army? I remember us... I mean, the soldiers have 25 personal insurance, and by the way, there are also tax-free allowances. Why are they only paid so little?" the man asked while suppressing the anxiety in his heart.
"25?" Shirley smiled wryly. "Only the $1 pension can be paid in time, and the rest will have to go through a long process to get it. I doubt whether we can last until then."
The man clenched his fists. He felt that his chest was about to burst, but he didn't want to disturb the woman in front of him, so he took a few deep breaths to suppress it.
"Is there any difficulty for you now? I mean maybe I have some ideas." The man tried his best to ask in a gentle voice, seeing Shirley's suspicious eyes, he quickly raised his hands to explain: "I have no other meaning, I Just trying to help him...he didn't deserve such a fate!"
Speaking of this, the man gritted his teeth and hated the person who caused the current situation. Feeling his boiling anger, Shirley began to believe that he really wanted to help her, so she hesitated for a while, and said her biggest distress.
"The most important thing now is to change schools for Angel, she can't stay any longer."
"Isn't Flushing Elementary School the best school, what happened to make Angel leave?" the man blurted out.
Shirley thought it was her husband who had told him about the school her daughter attended, so she didn't doubt it, and talked about the reason.
"Many of the students studying in that elementary school are from the families of the local military and police. A few days ago, Pocky injured their parents when he came back with armor. Those children have been taking their grievances on Angel. I am afraid that she will An accident, so I dare not let her out of my sight these days."
When the anger reached its peak, the man calmed down instead. He nodded and assured Shirley that he would find a way to help them. Although Shirley didn't hold out hope for this, she thanked him politely.
"What's your name? I'm a housewife, and I don't know much about Pocky's former friends." Finally, Shirley asked who came, and the well-behaved Angel also looked up at him.
The man hesitated and said his name.
"Lancer, Lancer Valentine." (to be continued~^~)
Dispelling the biggest cloud in his heart, Eric left the academy, and now he wants to get in touch with Jimmy.
Although Hank is resident on Capitol Hill, through his girlfriend Yuriko who stayed in the studio, Eric got the address of Mariano's house, and after searching all the way, he found his home in a dilapidated neighborhood in the northern suburbs of New York. It was Fat Nick who opened the door.
"Hello, Eric." Nick looked at the surprised visitor, guessed what he was thinking, and laughed.
"Didn't expect that." Nick Reins gave up his seat and invited the guests in. "Mariano's my wife's brother, so I'm here a lot, but I guess you're not here for him--Jimmy?"
The surprise passed quickly, and Eric nodded: "Yes, we met last time in the square."
"I haven't thanked you for saving my son, thank you Eric." Nick gratefully hugged Eric, who almost lost his life for his son that day.
son?
What Eric was about to say suddenly stopped, he looked at Nick carefully again, and then asked, "Is Jimmy your son?"
"Of course." Nick said proudly. "We look alike, don't we?"
Eric looked at Nick, but he couldn't see how that handsome boy resembled him, so he was perfunctory and got straight to the point.
"I found Jimmy's ability awakened in the square, so I came to see him and asked him if he would like to join the academy."
This is good news.
Nick is having a headache because his son Jimmy is a precocious boy, and as a mutant son, he has always been more sensitive and autistic.Now I have awakened my ability again, and I have been refusing to go out for the past few days.He didn't even want to go to school. From his point of view, it was obvious that his son had become more alienated from the general population after the mutation. Of course, he wished for the opportunity to join Xavier College now.
He immediately expressed that he was very happy, but he had to discuss with his son about the specifics.
The good father called out Jimmy, and put his son and Eric face-to-face.
After his father left, Jimmy greeted Eric to sit down like an adult and poured him a drink.
"Are you here to kill me, Mr. Eric?" Jimmy asked calmly while pouring coffee.
"Thank you. The coffee is very fragrant." Eric sniffed the warm and mellow aroma in the cup, and then asked. "Why do you ask?"
"I know my powers can disarm mutants. I've tried it on Papa and Mariano. You haven't looked back since you saved me the other day. Guess you'll think I'm a threat. Now see Now that you're here, I'm even more sure of that."
"The feeling is very sharp." Eric praised him lightly. "Two hours ago I was contemplating whether to do this, and now I want you to join the Academy."
"Why?" Jimmy froze for a moment.I want to take the cup back. "Why not? My uncle is a mutant, and so is my dad, and I don't want to do them any harm."
"Don't be so conceited, Jimmy." Eric smiled and handed the cup back to the boy. "Now we are going to protect you. If you don't want to cause harm to others, let yourself grow up as soon as possible."
talking.He made the nearby metal objects fly into the air one by one.Flying past the boy's eyes, Jimmy looked at Eric who was a foot away from him.The light of hope suddenly burned in the eyes again.
***
When Eric convinces Jimmy, a funeral is taking place in the Air Force Garrison community in West New York.
It is said that it is a funeral, but it is not the deceased who is buried, and the cemetery is only the lawn of a house in the community.
This is because what is going to be buried is the ghost armor that has been making a fuss some time ago, and the flying weapon that the former male owner of the house, Pocky Curtis Air Force Captain, tried last before his death.
Originally, the armor had already arrived at the military research institute, but after repeated inspections, no reason was found. The scientists concluded that the armor was manipulated by external forces, and there were no crazy murderous ghosts. Serious weapon remains were disposed of as scrap steel by exasperated scientists.
The Exploration and Aerospace Corporation once tried to get it back, but the company avoided the responsibility for this incident, so there was no point in asking for it, not to mention that there was only a skeleton left of the wreckage, and it was meaningless to take it back.So after several twists and turns, it came into the hands of Mrs. Curtis, and now Ms. Shirley Pandora Curtis decided to bury it to comfort her deceased husband. Because the Air Force Cemetery refused to accept the request for burial, and with the hope of her daughter Angel, With the consent of the neighbors in the community, this ghost armor will be placed on the lawn of Curtis's home, covered with a glass cover, so that the poor mother and daughter can see its existence every day for the sake of their hearts. peaceful.
It was a cloudy day, and Curtis's neighbors and friends came to his yard in formal attire to attend the pilot's second funeral. His friendliness, how active and enthusiastic he was in the community, and then relatives and friends also spoke one by one about his touching deeds during his lifetime, how memorable it is.
All this is a process, only the mother and daughter present are really sad, but the people below are whispering.
"It's a crazy idea, if you ask me," a woman in her 50s whispers to her partner. "Pocky is obviously dead, yet another funeral will be held for him, and the robot will be repaired and painted with money. Shirley really thinks it was manipulated by her husband's undead?"
"Anyway, I don't believe it." The old woman's companion was much younger than her, but she had a sour face at such a young age. "Maybe she wants to take this opportunity to ask for a large amount of compensation from Exploration Aerospace, otherwise why spend money on burying the dead. I would say that spending money on a good lawyer is the most important thing. They are much more capable than robots."
"It's not impossible. Shirley is not very old. Many people like to play tricks on rich widows. In my opinion, she may have wanted to remarry a long time ago." Another woman also interjected, and their voices gradually changed. big.It wasn't until the pastor gave a hint that he stopped talking.
In this dull atmosphere, a strange man walked in.Quietly standing at the end of the crowd, staring at the mother and daughter next to the pastor, resisting the urge to go there.
After the pastor’s speech was over, the armor covered with the national flag was placed in a one-foot-deep concrete pit. Curtis’s two former comrades-in-arms folded the national flag into the specified shape according to the procedure, handed it to Shirley, and then put the glass cover on it. Go up, and the ceremony is over.
As the neighbors and friends left one after another, the light rain finally fell, and now there were only the strange man and the mother and daughter of the Curtis family.
"Madam. Please forgive me." The man walked into the courtyard of Curtis's house, and expressed his condolences to Shirley's mother and daughter in an indescribably sad tone.
"Thank you, who are you?" Shirley wiped the corners of her eyes and thanked him politely. She had never seen anyone before. This gentleman looked like he had just turned 20 years old, and he looked like a college student.Will he meet his pilot husband?
"I have had several encounters with... this gentleman." The man vaguely called the host, and then mentioned a few small things. Shirley vaguely remembered that these things were mentioned by her husband before his death, so she put it down. Be wary and talk to someone.
"After he passed away, can you maintain your life?" the man asked.
Shirley touched her daughter in her arms and smiled bitterly: "I don't know what to say. Our lives have been completely disrupted."
Thousands of fluff.Shirley really didn't want to bring up these distressing things again, especially in front of a young man who could be said to have never known each other.
"You can tell me something. I sincerely hope to give you some help." The man's attitude was extremely sincere, and his tone was almost begging. For some reason, Shirley was moved by him and told him something about herself. thing.
"...the second time his superior knocked on the door, he brought us a check for $1 and $[-] in funeral expenses, including our clothes for the funeral. In the early [-]s. We don’t have a lot of savings, except for the college tuition that Shirley has been saving. This money is difficult to maintain. I have been relying on Pocky to support the family. Now that he is gone, I have to take care of myself and Angel , but I've never worked, and I don't know what to do now."
"Is there no other help for the army? I remember us... I mean, the soldiers have 25 personal insurance, and by the way, there are also tax-free allowances. Why are they only paid so little?" the man asked while suppressing the anxiety in his heart.
"25?" Shirley smiled wryly. "Only the $1 pension can be paid in time, and the rest will have to go through a long process to get it. I doubt whether we can last until then."
The man clenched his fists. He felt that his chest was about to burst, but he didn't want to disturb the woman in front of him, so he took a few deep breaths to suppress it.
"Is there any difficulty for you now? I mean maybe I have some ideas." The man tried his best to ask in a gentle voice, seeing Shirley's suspicious eyes, he quickly raised his hands to explain: "I have no other meaning, I Just trying to help him...he didn't deserve such a fate!"
Speaking of this, the man gritted his teeth and hated the person who caused the current situation. Feeling his boiling anger, Shirley began to believe that he really wanted to help her, so she hesitated for a while, and said her biggest distress.
"The most important thing now is to change schools for Angel, she can't stay any longer."
"Isn't Flushing Elementary School the best school, what happened to make Angel leave?" the man blurted out.
Shirley thought it was her husband who had told him about the school her daughter attended, so she didn't doubt it, and talked about the reason.
"Many of the students studying in that elementary school are from the families of the local military and police. A few days ago, Pocky injured their parents when he came back with armor. Those children have been taking their grievances on Angel. I am afraid that she will An accident, so I dare not let her out of my sight these days."
When the anger reached its peak, the man calmed down instead. He nodded and assured Shirley that he would find a way to help them. Although Shirley didn't hold out hope for this, she thanked him politely.
"What's your name? I'm a housewife, and I don't know much about Pocky's former friends." Finally, Shirley asked who came, and the well-behaved Angel also looked up at him.
The man hesitated and said his name.
"Lancer, Lancer Valentine." (to be continued~^~)
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